Lani flexed her fingers on his shoulders and rocked her hips just a little. His fingers tightened on her hips but she couldn’t stop. He felt too goo..., she felt too good with him inside her to stay still. At last he gave what might have been a muffled curse and began moving to meet her. She stifled a cry as she came once more, tightening her body around him and eliciting a growl. He slid his hands up to her breasts, cupping them and teasing the nipples with his thumbs. So soft, so smooth, he. Then, he slid down her slip and saw her standing in her briefs and a pair of thigh-high stockings. "Stockings instead of pantyhose," he remarked."Pantyhose is more practical," she replied, "but I feel sexier in stockings. I wanted to feel sexy today." You look sexy." He grasped the top of her right stocking, slid it down and pulled it off her leg. "You have gorgeous legs, too. You are one beautiful woman, Lisa." He slipped her remaining stocking from her left leg. Then, they embraced again,. It’s better than being in the dorms.” I look around, noting the clean state of things. “No room mate?” “No, no room mate.” No sooner does she pour the glasses of wine and brings them to the coffee table do I have her in my arms again. I tried to make the casual distance last, but the urge is too strong. I slide my hands underneath her cotton top, taking her heat in through my fingertips again. She climbs onto the couch as I sink into the cushion, her legs straddling my thighs. Her heat,. I’d worn it only a couple of times, both to restaurants with friends on what David calls his “Hotwife dares”.The call next day was for 9am and I set up in the kitchen like I’d done for the previous 20 or so zoom calls, as soon as Tim dialled in and saw me he said I looked great. Four other people dialled in that morning and I sat there not realising that with a high backed chair and a jacket that was stiff boned, it has risen up and the already gapping cleavage had parted further. When I moved.